"He had a nice hard cock. Not like the wimpy one I'm used to." Well, I'll miss that blonde cheerleader's tight wet pussy. I'm stuck with an old hag's ...ried up one. And, man, her ass was even tighter."They continued laughing, jibing each other with merriment. And then they stopped laughing when they heard a loud crash. Running to the parlor, they found pieces of a shattered vase on the floor. Looking at each other in confusion, Mrs. Smither shrugged and was about to get a broom and dustpan when. He doesnt smile when he comes in, his face is unreadable. I hand him his drink as he looks me over, checking to make sure I obeyed his instructions when I got dressed. I hand him the remote for the new egg. He looks pleased. He nods his head toward the stairway, Upstairs. Now. he says. I start up the stairs. He follows. I suddenly feel the egg begin to vibrate inside me. The sensation makes me stop and catch my breath. Keep going he says. I swallow and take the next step up. The vibration. Many of the women, and some men too, stared openly at his erect cock as it bobbed in front of him.They came to a large cold room. It was tiled in white from floor to ceiling, and the inevitable mirrors occupied all four walls. Adonis knew from experience that the club was a rabbit warren of passages. It occupied a large Victorian building, covered at least three floors that he knew of, and had been cunningly redesigned inside. There were many themed rooms, all different, but with one thing in. She’d put circle lenses in earlier this morning, contacts that gave her bigger blue pupils, so now she brought her makeup case into play to finish the job. Liquid liner formed a thick black line along her top eyelid, and she drew with her white eyeliner pencil along the entirety of her lower lid, exaggerating the size of her eyes. Finally, false eyelashes were glued into place, an easier ordeal than one would expect as she positioned them well outside her lashline to make her eyes seem ever so.